Revised Standard Version RSV
GOD'S WORD Translation GW
1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;
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Thank the LORD, my rock, who trained my hands to fight and my fingers to do battle,
2 my rock and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I take refuge, who subdues the peoples under him.
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my merciful one, my fortress, my stronghold, and my savior, my shield, the one in whom I take refuge, and the one who brings people under my authority.
3 O LORD, what is man that thou dost regard him, or the son of man that thou dost think of him?
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O LORD, what are humans that you should care about them? What are mere mortals that you should think about them?
4 Man is like a breath, his days are like a passing shadow.
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Humans are like a breath of air. Their life span is like a fleeting shadow.
5 Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down! Touch the mountains that they smoke!
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O LORD, bend your heaven low, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 Flash forth the lightning and scatter them, send out thy arrows and rout them!
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Hurl bolts of lightning, and scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and throw them into confusion.
7 Stretch forth thy hand from on high, rescue me and deliver me from the many waters, from the hand of aliens,
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Stretch out your hands from above. Snatch me, and rescue me from raging waters and from foreigners' hands.
8 whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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Their mouths speak lies. Their right hands take false pledges.
9 I will sing a new song to thee, O God; upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to thee,
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O God, I will sing a new song to you. I will sing a psalm to you on a ten-stringed harp.
10 who givest victory to kings, who rescuest David thy servant.
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You are the one who gives victory to kings. You are the one who snatches your servant David away from a deadly sword.
11 Rescue me from the cruel sword, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouths speak lies, and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
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Snatch me, and rescue me from foreigners' hands. Their mouths speak lies. Their right hands take false pledges.
12 May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars cut for the structure of a palace;
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May our sons be like full-grown, young plants. May our daughters be like stately columns that adorn the corners of a palace.
13 may our garners be full, providing all manner of store; may our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
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May our barns be filled with all kinds of crops. May our sheep give birth to thousands of lambs, tens of thousands in our fields.
14 may our cattle be heavy with young, suffering no mischance or failure in bearing; may there be no cry of distress in our streets!
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May our cattle have many calves. May no one break in, and may no one be dragged out. May there be no cries of distress in our streets.
15 Happy the people to whom such blessings fall! Happy the people whose God is the LORD!
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Blessed are the people who have these blessings! Blessed are the people whose God is the LORD!
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